Good brother, your design is broken

The afternoon was the last time of the sports meeting. The other students in class 8 seemed to be inspired by Ling Lang's never-say-die spirit. They actually won the third place in two events in the last half day-men's high jump and women's relay race, which completely ended the 8th class. The tragic fate of being the last one in the class sports meeting.

After all the competitions at four o'clock, there was a lengthy closing ceremony, which was different from the free and lively atmosphere of the opening ceremony. The closing ceremony was dominated by the school's leaders.

Dream beauty always has an end, unrestrained happiness is only a very small stage of life, and the short two days left everyone unsatisfied. The moment they stepped out of the sports field, the youthful and passionate boys and girls became high school students who were studying hard and walked towards the mountain of books. Question sea.

After dinner, the brilliant orange in the sky has turned to gray, and the campus is hazy. The students who live and study are walking towards the dormitory one after another, talking about the sports meeting during the day.

Under the amber-like translucent twilight, two tall figures were moving forward bit by bit.

Chi Yang looked at Ling Lang's strenuous steps, and asked 1 times: "I really don't need me to carry you?"

Ling Lang shook his head.

"Relying on your feet, believe it or not, we won't be able to go back in half an hour, but relying on brother Yang is different. I guarantee you will be delivered to the house in 10 minutes. It is safe, fast and reliable."

Chi Yang continued to advertise patiently, but with little success.

That cute little wolf cub at noon seemed to be a flash in the pan, and now he wouldn't let him recite anything.

"If you have something to do, you can go first."

As Ling Lang said, he let go of Chi Yang's arms, jumped on one foot twice, and was pulled back easily by Chi Yang.

Chi Yang held Ling Lang's wrist with his palm up, and said, "It's more important to send you back first."

... Chi Yang really wanted to rush to do other things.

Ling Lang said indifferently: "It's just going back to the apartment, a few hundred meters away, I'm not as delicate as they say."

Chi Yang: "They?"

Ling Lang: "Yes."

Chi Yang: "..."

When we were eating in the cafeteria just now, a large group of people from the class came over and said they wanted to form a group to send Ling Lang back to the dormitory, but Ling Lang refused, so they had to repeatedly ask Chi Yang to send Brother Lang back to the dormitory safely.

Chi Yang hooked the corners of his lips helplessly.

Naive as a little wolf cub, he thought those people in the class could really control him.

The two walked a long way in silence.

When he was about to arrive at the student apartment, Chi Yang's phone vibrated, and there was a message.

He supported Ling Lang with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other to reply to the opposite party. He didn't finish talking until he reached the dormitory downstairs.

Ling Lang couldn't help it, glanced at Chi Yang's phone screen from the corner of his eye, the avatar of "White Deer Treading Snow" in the chat box, he knew it was Lian Xuelu at a glance.

Just as Chi Yang put the phone back into his pocket, his other hand was also empty, so it was still pulled away.

He looked at his dangling arm and said inexplicably, "What's the matter? Don't you need me to accompany you up?"

Ling Lang: "No need."

Chi Yang: "Is it really unnecessary?"

Ling Lang: "No."

One word, even "use" is omitted.

Throw away the cane when you run out?

Chi Yang's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he finally asked, "What about tonight's study?"

Ling Lang hopped a few steps forward with one foot, turned his head, revealing half of his face covered by the beige sweater and hat: "You go to work, don't see each other until tomorrow."

This time it was a whole sentence, but it was no better than that one word.

After finishing speaking lightly, Ling Lang entered the building, leaving behind a figure from the back who was struggling to go upstairs, and Chi Yang who was out of condition.

Chi Yang stood on the spot and carefully recalled what he said and did just now, but no matter how many times he sorted it out, there was no point of being suspected of stepping on thunder, except that he asked Ling Lang a few more times if he wanted him to recite it, maybe it was the trigger for the children. Lost self-esteem?

He shook his head helplessly.

It is impossible to analyze the results based on the present moment alone. Today's Ling Lang is like a quiet lake. The wind blows past, and there is not even half a wave of light on the surface. If you want to really get close, you must dive into the lake to explore, inch by inch, and test the abyss. .

He was obviously used to this situation.

Therefore, the "Brother Yang" brand crutches that were ruthlessly forgave the little wolf cub's weird temper very easily.

In the corridor, Ling Lang leaned on the railing and jumped upstairs with one foot. On the second floor, there was a boy on the phone at the dim stairs.

"Baby, listen to me, I have something to do tonight, so I can't come to No. [-] Middle School to see you."

"What is more important than me?"

"Uh... can I tell you later?"

"Tell me the truth, which good sister are you talking to this time! Is it the one named Su? I already knew you were chatting with her in private!"

The stairwell was empty, and the excited female voice on the other end of the phone floated clearly in the air, and the voice-activated lights that were about to go out flickered on, and the lingering sound took a long time to dissipate.

The boy who was sweating profusely coaxing his girlfriend was suddenly slapped from behind, almost frightened his phone off, he turned his head angrily, and when he saw the person who was half a head taller than him, he was shocked again.

Ling Lang's becoming a class favorite in Class 8 does not mean that his inherent image in the eyes of others has changed. In Beigao, he is still that indescribable existence.

The boy held his breath and swallowed with difficulty: "Lang, Brother Lang, are you looking for me?"

Ling Lang: "You're taking up public space."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The boy immediately took two steps back as if he was pardoned, and made a "please" gesture while speaking.

Ling Lang went upstairs, and there was another coaxing voice behind him, explaining over and over again that he and that girl were normal friends chatting, not going to meet her, not wanting to leave his girlfriend behind...

The voice gradually faded away, and finally he was about to go up to the third floor. The corners of Ling Lang's tense lips loosened a little, and the emotion that rushed out of the apartment building in an instant also calmed down.

The light from the corridor shot down obliquely, and the folded shadow at the base of the wall got longer and longer, but the speed was very slow.

Ling Lang leaned on the wall and walked towards the door of the dormitory bit by bit. He felt a little strange to himself just now. The moment he saw Chi Yang and Lian Xuelu sending messages, he suddenly became annoyed without warning. .

That kind of upset feeling even made him forget to say "thank you" to Chi Yang when he turned around. Obviously Chi Yang helped him a lot today, and he circled around him all day, which may even delay a lot of his own work. things like...

Ling Lang's eyes flickered.

He tried hard to find the reason, but there always seemed to be a wall in his brain that blocked him firmly, making it impossible for him to continue to explore the root cause. He walked around the "wall" for a few steps like a trapped animal, and then, give up.

He's always been like this recently, reckless and inexplicable.

When he took out the keys, Ling Lang was still frowning, feeling very speechless about his unreasonable and clueless annoyance, but what made him even more speechless was yet to come.

As soon as he opened the door, a wave of damp came in his face, and the entire living room floor was soaked in water. He immediately waded into the room, and everywhere he went was water, and the bed in the bedroom was also damp. Exudes an unbearable odor.

Ling Lang checked and found that the water should be leaking from the top. He went to the fourth floor to check, and sure enough, the door of a certain dormitory was wide open, and there were two maintenance workers coming in and out, and the dormitory management was also there.

The author says:

Looks like I won't be able to stay tonight (laughs)

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Thanks for feeding Qingxindong and summer rabbit tuuuuuuu with fish food, chirp~